The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 455

Leo shuffled closer, only to hear his sister's voice cut through the calm.

“What do you fancy for lunch?” Mirabella asked, cool as a cucumber.

Leo shot her a look. “We've only got twenty bucks.”

Translation: Dream on if you think we can eat whatever.

Mirabella’s eyebrows arched playfully. “Oh, Your Highness, are you underestimating the power of twenty dollars?”

The moment the words ‘Your Highness’ hit his ears, Leo’s face turned all shades of green. It was one thing for the viewers to tease him, but his sister joining in? Outrageous! He turned away, lips sealed.

Mirabella chuckled and softened her voice, a hint of indulgence in her tone. “Let’s wait a bit later to go.”

Leo couldn’t help but face her again. “Why? Aren’t we shopping now?”

“Later, there’ll be fewer people, and the veggies will be at a discount,” Mirabella replied, a seasoned pro at this game. She headed toward the bridge up ahead.

Leo mumbled under his breath, “As expected, my sister knows best.”

Back in the livestream—

[LOL, Juztin has just totally exposed his cluelessness about life.]

[Juztin, you're failing as a big bro. Might as well become the little brother at this point.]

[Overprotective little sis is spoiling her big brother on live TV.]

Heather approached just in time to catch Leo’s comment, and a hint of scorn flickered in her eyes. So, was Juztin's fancy stage name really just a cover-up for his humble beginnings?

Her lips twisted slightly. Juztin might not be a movie star, but as a top-charting musician, he was impossible to ignore. Ever since his debut, he’d been on fire, scandal-free, with a rock-solid reputation—a breath of fresh air in the industry. To the public's knowledge, no one knew Juztin’s real name, only his stage moniker. Rumor had it that detectives had tried to dig into his background but came up empty-handed.

Usually, there were only two possibilities for such a dead end: either he was from a powerful, well-connected family that didn’t want their privacy invaded, or he came from humble beginnings.

A poor background wasn’t exactly a selling point in show business, so it was common for agencies to conceal such details. It made sense if nothing turned up.

But judging by the previous episodes, if Heather had to bet, she’d say these siblings were anything but blue-blooded. No one from a wealthy family would be so at home in the countryside.

She had initially entertained the thought of networking with Juztin, but after the last couple of episodes... please, he was not worth her time.

Heather’s gaze drifted away, her thoughts already moving on.